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Pearl
'Pearl’ came to me
literally in a dream. I’ve long been
interested in
what other people experience in
different kinds of bodies than what
I was born with. It was thrilling to
dream of being an extraordinarily
beautiful woman, the kind that wields
power over people through
her beauty, even if only for a little
while. The dream primarily
revolved around the final scene. Writing
the story was finding what events led
her there.
Find this story at Aeon Magazine online
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Inheritances
In Bombshells: War
Stories and Poems by Women on the
Homefront
'No one voice can
entirely convey the emotional toll a
soldier’s military service has on loved
ones. Here are 38 voices. Step into the
experiences of homefront women spanning
from World War II to the Iraq
War—mothers, wives, daughters, sisters,
fiancés and friends—who, in their own
words, tap into the reservoirs of
unconditional love required of everyone
who has ever loved a soldier. Share
their wide range of feelings from the
stress of giving up a loved one to
military service, to the anguish when
warriors are killed in action; from the
anxiety of long separations, to the
upheaval that can accompany living with
wounded veterans. Glimpse other nuances
of the military lifestyle like searching
for personal identity and viable
concepts of home in the face of
deployments and frequent relocations.
Each piece tells a unique story, and
collectively they illuminate the pathos
of this unsung microcosm of American
society, and manage to uplift us in a
way only raw honesty can.
Buy the anthology
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Home Recycling
Appearing Spring 2009 in
The Gleaners: Eco-Essays on Recycling,
Re-Use, and Living Lightly on the Land.
Ed. Laura
Pritchett. University of Oklahoma Press
The letter to the editor
complained bitterly about the city
council’s foolish and shortsighted
decision against a new housing
development. The author, new to our
town, listed among his righteous points
the dearth of available housing to buy,
particularly since he was too smart to
consider 'investing in a pre-World War
II house.' As one delighted with the
council’s wise and far-reaching
judgment, I wondered at those who
disdain old houses. The house David and
I share is not only pre-WWII, like so
many of the houses that form the core of
our small Wyoming town, to the
letter-writer's great dismay, it’s
pre-WWI and rather than an albatross,
our prize.
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